Bassim
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Would you please correct the mistakes in the forth part of my short story?
At the beginning, her neighbours were resentful. It was a miracle that an ordinary, plain-looking woman from a little village had become a star overnight. Many were consumed with envy as they watched Conchita strutting through the village in her expensive outfits. But they did not just sit and watch but seized the opportunity to get rich themselves. As journalists and then tourists arrived in ever larger numbers and needed somewhere to stay and eat, the locals started to convert stables, sheds and pigsties into B&B, pubs and restaurants. It did not take long for farmers, cattle breeders and milk producers to become successful hoteliers and landlords. They had to accommodate guests from the whole world who flooded into the village as if they were on a pilgrimage.
The cash-starved local authorities did not sit idly either. They built a museum dedicated to the encounters with the bear in the quickest possible time. For 3 Euros, the visitors had an opportunity to wander among the stuffed bears and waxwork figures of Pablo and the two woodcutters. They were presented in different scenes: in one, a bear stood on his hind legs with his paw outstretched. In another, he cycled wearing a blue pair of Adidas shoes and sunglasses. In third, his large jaw was stuffed with candies. If you pressed the buttons, the bears started talking in a Madrid accent. The three human figures had their eyes bulging with horror. When you pressed their buttons, their bodies shook. This function was especially popular among children, who couldn’t get enough of talking bears and trembling humans. Adjacent to the museum was a shop where you could buy all kinds of souvenirs and other items: from the small teddy bears for 5 Euro to the large for 10; from Adidas caps and shoes, candies, jewellery, sunglasses, mountain bikes, to the replicas of Pablo’s rifle. The demand for the teddy bears was so huge that a factory that made them had to introduce a night shift to satisfy the market. Everybody wanted them: not only children but also singers, actors, musicians and politicians. They said that one had ended up in the White House, where they kept it as a mascot.
Every day coaches would arrive in their dozens and empty their loads on the main square. Then the passengers would be asked to pay 5 Euros for a ticket, before being transported in minibuses to the park. They had an opportunity to enjoy in the beauties of the woods and even see bears in the distance, and also other animals, such as deer, hares and foxes. Unfortunately, large numbers of tourists soon drove away most of the bears, so the park management had to train a group of short villagers to play bears. They did their job so well that none of the tourists ever doubted that what they saw in the distance, lumbering among the trees and bushes were real bears, of whom some could even speak. The only problem for the “actors” occurred in the summer when they sweated profusely under the thick fur. On the other side, they were paid 50 percent more in the summer, so they had no reason to complain.
After a couple of hours, the minibuses would return to the village, where the hungry tourist were offered a rich assortment of local food products such as Bear cheese, Bear sausages, Bear steaks, Bear wine, Bear beer.... For 3 Euros, they could take a selfie with Pablo, dressed in his ranger uniform, and buy his book “Bear and I”, written in collaboration with a Spanish writer Burro Gonzales. The readers were also informed that Hollywood had bought film rights, and that soon they would be able to watch the film with the same title.
TO BE CONTINUED
At the beginning, her neighbours were resentful. It was a miracle that an ordinary, plain-looking woman from a little village had become a star overnight. Many were consumed with envy as they watched Conchita strutting through the village in her expensive outfits. But they did not just sit and watch but seized the opportunity to get rich themselves. As journalists and then tourists arrived in ever larger numbers and needed somewhere to stay and eat, the locals started to convert stables, sheds and pigsties into B&B, pubs and restaurants. It did not take long for farmers, cattle breeders and milk producers to become successful hoteliers and landlords. They had to accommodate guests from the whole world who flooded into the village as if they were on a pilgrimage.
The cash-starved local authorities did not sit idly either. They built a museum dedicated to the encounters with the bear in the quickest possible time. For 3 Euros, the visitors had an opportunity to wander among the stuffed bears and waxwork figures of Pablo and the two woodcutters. They were presented in different scenes: in one, a bear stood on his hind legs with his paw outstretched. In another, he cycled wearing a blue pair of Adidas shoes and sunglasses. In third, his large jaw was stuffed with candies. If you pressed the buttons, the bears started talking in a Madrid accent. The three human figures had their eyes bulging with horror. When you pressed their buttons, their bodies shook. This function was especially popular among children, who couldn’t get enough of talking bears and trembling humans. Adjacent to the museum was a shop where you could buy all kinds of souvenirs and other items: from the small teddy bears for 5 Euro to the large for 10; from Adidas caps and shoes, candies, jewellery, sunglasses, mountain bikes, to the replicas of Pablo’s rifle. The demand for the teddy bears was so huge that a factory that made them had to introduce a night shift to satisfy the market. Everybody wanted them: not only children but also singers, actors, musicians and politicians. They said that one had ended up in the White House, where they kept it as a mascot.
Every day coaches would arrive in their dozens and empty their loads on the main square. Then the passengers would be asked to pay 5 Euros for a ticket, before being transported in minibuses to the park. They had an opportunity to enjoy in the beauties of the woods and even see bears in the distance, and also other animals, such as deer, hares and foxes. Unfortunately, large numbers of tourists soon drove away most of the bears, so the park management had to train a group of short villagers to play bears. They did their job so well that none of the tourists ever doubted that what they saw in the distance, lumbering among the trees and bushes were real bears, of whom some could even speak. The only problem for the “actors” occurred in the summer when they sweated profusely under the thick fur. On the other side, they were paid 50 percent more in the summer, so they had no reason to complain.
After a couple of hours, the minibuses would return to the village, where the hungry tourist were offered a rich assortment of local food products such as Bear cheese, Bear sausages, Bear steaks, Bear wine, Bear beer.... For 3 Euros, they could take a selfie with Pablo, dressed in his ranger uniform, and buy his book “Bear and I”, written in collaboration with a Spanish writer Burro Gonzales. The readers were also informed that Hollywood had bought film rights, and that soon they would be able to watch the film with the same title.
TO BE CONTINUED
